👉THIS WEDNESDAY, WE ARE PLANNING A MEET & GREET FOR ALL MEMBERS! 👉PLEASE DROP YOUR INITIALS IF YOU ARE PLANNING TO ATTEND👇👇👇 A joyful meet & greet for our new members (and anyone ready to say hello) If you’re new here — we are so glad you found us. Truly. And if you’ve been peeking around, reading posts, feeling things out quietly… this is your invitation to come a little closer 🤗 The Red Thread Circle is our way of saying: You belong here. This is a relaxed, welcoming meet & greet where you can: ✨ Put faces to names ✨ Feel the energy of the community ✨ Ask questions (or just listen) ✨ Get oriented without overwhelm There’s no teaching, no pressure to share deeply, and absolutely no expectation to “perform spiritually.” You can: 🌿 Come with your camera off 🌿 Say a simple hello 🌿 Or just sit back and feel the room We’ll gently introduce the Magdalene Network, share how to find your way around, and open space for real, human connection — the kind that feels warm, safe, and grounding. 🧶 Why the Red Thread? Because something already connected you here. This circle is where you start to feel that connection come alive. 🟢 Free for all members 🗓️ Check the calendar for date & time If you’ve been looking for a place that feels calm, welcoming, and real — not loud, not pushy, not performative — this circle is a beautiful place to begin. ✨ If it feels right, you’re welcome to bring a red thread, a candle, and a journal. You can join by clicking the link at the top of Announcements or by finding Red Thread on the calendar. https://www.skool.com/live/gQZh7lKxY7M We can’t wait to meet you 🌹

Book circle begins again this week! Yay! I have really missed the gathering! We are finishing up Anna, Grandmother of Jesus in the next two weeks and then we begin a new round QUESTION! Would anyone like to begin a new book circle. We could start simple with Mary Magdalene Revealed or The Way of the Rose Pop in here and let me know. Should we have two book circles going?!?! And if YES!, which title?

Hi, I'm Monique. I found you through this community through Sistership Circle FB group. I am currently reading Anna, Grandmother of Jesus which my "auntie" housemates loaned to me. It turns out she has been initiated into the Magdalene order (I'm not sure what that means yet)... but it's beautiful and she is a wonderful human. I chose to follow Christ when I was 6 years old. My mom ran away from a religious and abusive environment when she was 12 and found her way back to church-God when she was around 27...I was 6. It was our long haired hippy pastor landlord couple downstairs that shared with me about Jesus! When I heard his name...it sounds like magical sparkling flying unicorns with rainbows. I was like who is that!? She was sharing with us basic bible stories for kids but there was so much more energy on it!!! No, really! WHO is that!!!? I asked mom...she told me...we knelt down in the living room and I said I want to be Jesus friend..."come live in my heart"... I'd learn later he was there all along. But that's how it started (with words) for me! From then on Jesus and I were best friends. I went to church...I liked it more than mom...she was a single divorced woman but I was a happy child...though I eventually picked up on people's weirdness towards her. Obviously NOT Jesus-like. So yah...I was on the youth leadership team and worship team, I read my Bible, I did't kiss a boy until I was 18. I enjoyed the community, the potlucks, the playmates, the friendships, all that good stuff!!! Life altering kindness (despite weirdness)! No regrets. But then in my later 20's I just couldn't feel great at church anymore... I was at one church...some people called it the last church they would ever go to because it was hip, cutting edge, small, granola-like, social justice minded, down to earth, honoured artists, served those on the streets etc...all that is true. And yet, there was also some weird clicky-ness (human behaviour really) and no hugs weirdness (as always - eye roll- ...except for the friendly warm hearted happily married Aussie pastor. Thank God!). But that church was really focused on the sadness, the mourning and the lamenting. Lord have mercy!

Someone left a post about sacred orgasms on FB. I though that you may like to see my comment:💖 Aren't the entrances of cathedrals supposed to be vaginas? There are roses above them, aka clitoris? This is the path to God. In "Secret Teachings of Mary Magdalene", by Claire Nahmad, she talks of The Rose of Sharon, aka a giant entrance in the Heavens with a rose at the top. The rose is Mary Magdalene. There's a story in "Hot Chocolate for the Mystical Lovers Soul" it tells of a woman who has cancer, goes out of body, sees a giant vagina in the Sky, enters it, and is healed upon her return to earth.

There’s a question I can’t stop circling: Do we really want the truth or do we just like the adrenaline rush of almost discovering it? Because going down a rabbit hole sounds romantic until you realize it doesn’t come with a ladder. At first, it feels empowering. You start questioning systems you were told not to question. Food. Medicine. Beauty. Media. Authority. Control. You begin to notice patterns. Incentives. Who profits and who pays the price. And then something unsettling happens. You see too much. Once you really start pulling threads, you’re forced to confront an uncomfortable possibility: what if we are far more controlled than we want to believe? Not in a sci-fi, tinfoil-hat way. In a banal, bureaucratic, market-tested, perfectly legal way. We are told what to eat, what to wear, how to age, how to heal, how to behave. Our minds are sponges, and marketing knows this. Our egos crave belonging more than truth. We don’t want what’s good for us. We want what signals that we fit in. Herd mentality isn’t an insult. It’s a survival instinct that’s been hijacked. So we eat food stripped of nutrients and preserved for shelf life, not vitality. We live in chemically saturated environments and call it convenience. We inject neurotoxins into our faces to look younger while our bodies quietly accumulate damage. We trust systems that profit from keeping us dependent while convincing ourselves we’re making “informed choices.” And even when we know this is absurd, we still participate. Because doctors approve it. Because everyone else is doing it. Because stopping would require admitting we’ve built entire lives on assumptions that no longer hold. This isn’t stupidity. It’s cognitive dissonance on a mass scale. And yet, for me, this realization didn’t begin with food or beauty or medicine. It began with religion. _____________________________________ The Magdalene Thread In usual Sandi fashion, I have nearly exhausted my “conspiracy theories” about the development of Christianity and the Catholic Church. Not casually. Not emotionally. But methodically, across philosophy, archaeology, theology, mysticism, science, and art history.